Can’t Win Me Back

"Lyse, you're finally awake!" Jameson held Alyssa's soft hands tightly as he caressed and kissed them longingly.

He had been so anxious that he was on the brink of tears.

"You've been sleeping for 24 hours.

You really scared me to death.

I was afraid that you were unwell! "T got a doctor to come over while you were asleep and got you injected with glucose.

You can't keep going on without food.

No matter how much you hate me, you shouldn't torture yourself.

Is it even worth it this way?" As a doctor, Alyssa knew she couldn't hold up much longer.

This bastard, Jameson, was right.

Even if she wanted to kill him, she needed to gather enough strength to do so.

"I'm craving meat," Alyssa uttered without looking at him.

After five days, Jameson finally invoked a normal response from her.

The quiver in his eyes reflected the joy within him.

"Sure...

have the kitchen staff prepare something

It'll be ready soon.

than an hour later, the

wheelchair, two female helpers pushed her into the bathroom and attended

washed her up, groomed

face when she emerged from the

still sunken, and

gaze was deep and

put his arms around her waist to pick her up

he held her tightly in his arms, a look of hatred

of

carried her carefully

at the dining table, he sat her on

care that his straightened suit was all

your mobility

her tenderly and affectionately, Jameson cut

on Rose Island knew Jameson's patience

lowered her

by piece, she

light in her eyes had faded, replaced by an

his fingers grazing

in your

very beautiful now." Alyssa shuddered when she thought

no longer dared to be overly resistant against Jameson's idea of wanting to